I remember many, many nights saying goodnight to my children when they would beg for one more song. When they just didn't seem to want me to leave their bedroom. And I was eager to make my exit.
Yes. There were many nights like that.
Although we still 'do' bedtime, recently my almost-13-year-old has opted for his favorite radio station over the song I usually sing. And I have to admit - that has been a hard pill to swallow.
Last night Brian and I were at a Christmas party, and the kids were (supposed to be) in bed when we got home. But since they weren't really in bed asleep when we arrived, each of them wanted me to 'say goodnight' to them. I was a little delayed in getting to Joshua, and he checked on me a couple times to be sure I was coming. I thought his persistence was sweet. *grin*
Yet when I got into his room he said, "You don't have to sing to me if you don't want to."
*ahem!*
I replied, "Oh, I'll sing."
So I sang.
And I rubbed Joshua's hair, because I know he loves that.
And I prayed for him while I sang.
And for just a minute it was as if my little boy isn't on the brink of becoming a teenager.
Then the song came to an end, and so did the moment.
But I will treasure it in my heart.
4 comments:
I haven't sang TO Christen in a long time.... How sweet he hung around, waiting for you to say goodnight. Extra special since he's a teen! :o)
Jodi - I knew you would understand! :)
So sweet!!! I need to enjoy these times when Lucas always wants me to put him to bed.
Ronel - *groan* Tonight's bedtime wasn't so sweet.
We took Joshua's phone away (Actually, all electronics from all the kids.) for the next 24 hours, because they ignored my instruction to clean up the house this afternoon.
Seriously, you would have thought we'd just cut his arm off! He certainly didn't want me to sing to him tonight.
Ah, tomorrow's a new day. *wink*
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